Chapter 1424 Good and "Evil" Are Both Developed (Part 2)

He Ming can still think like this, but he completely ignores all kinds of indescribable holy power around him, every pure light seems to have a host of angels, or a host of gods. A light is a world of powers such as angels and gods. It can be said to be a world of seeds.

But all are not real seeds of reality.

And if these holiness levels are given to a few hundredths of an angel baby, even an ordinary angel baby can immediately become the king of angels.

Obtaining all, most of the holiness, will definitely be able to become the king of angels and the king of gods. It must be far more powerful than the current God Jehovah, and its power is boundless and boundless.

Because holiness is an important source of energy for the power of justice.

This is also the reason why the power of justice is the main force among the forces that can be called "good".

After all, no matter how strong the forces of good are, they rarely take the initiative to attack. The force of justice is always looking for the enemy, looking for the evil one, and then completely and completely destroying the other party.

As for the powerful gods and demons in the forces of justice, they only pursue the sanctity of He Ming's whole body, which is one ten-thousandth of the light with a volume of 75 meters!

Under normal circumstances, being able to reach 1/100,000,000 after immortality is already an excellent work performance and a successful winner in life.

It's pathetic that abs have achieved such sanctity so effortlessly.

...

Knowing that he didn't have much time, He Ming raised his left middle finger and shook it upwards like a circle, but this was definitely not a joke.

Because the little green sun started to attack crazily and secretly, the entire boundless and insane sea of ​​dead blue butterflies, and all kinds of energies that were originally insane to the extreme, were chaotic and torn into countless pieces.

Soul power, nightmares, hallucinations, psychic power, all kinds of real force fields, and the crazy siege of countless souls... are all expressions of helplessness like ants.

The little golden man can't wait to be active in this very loving environment. There is nothing wrong with it. The "master" tore up the Linghai, and it swallowed it, them, them, them, them!

Of course, some goods. The little golden man can devour, but in any case, he can't dare to devour.

After all, the "master" named himself is actually his gold medalist, and he also needs material rewards.

You don't give him anything in return,

He'll give you punches and kicks. There is also a moving noble earth voice: "Big idiot! I'm going to kill you!"

The Death Blue Butterfly Spirit Sea concentrated all its energy to fight against He Ming.

an accident. He Ming saw the "mysterious situation" again.

He felt it instinctively. I knew it was the same as the mysterious voice last time.

In this far crazier environment than before, all kinds of boundless ancient intelligent life came from the earliest time and surrounded him.

I saw that most of the shapes are tall, huge, sacred, majestic, fierce, and powerful.

Various shapes of life. He Ming opened his eyes, but he felt that the life before the boundless age was really... old-fashioned.

There are also these, all kinds of clothes and dresses of boundless ancient images, which are really tattered.

From it, He Ming saw the consciousness of the dead blue butterfly spirit sea, there are many, many. But the intelligence is too low to be creative: for example, to make clothes for these images, instead of copying the clothes they have worn. And these clothes and armor have gone through countless times in the spiritual sea, no matter how powerful they used to be, they are still tattered.

These boundless ancient beings used their once infinitely powerful power to temporarily control He Ming's crazy little green sun.

The little green sun was temporarily stabilized by countless strange rays of light.

But regardless of the other party's feelings, He Ming also knows that he wants to break through, and he can break through.

But He Ming is not a guy who can't understand others, just like An Dori likes to talk nonsense. He Ming also likes to talk nonsense once he said the nonsense that he must regret the most.

The authors of stall literature are sometimes very clever.

Because when a fool gets to the top, he gets carried away.

He Ming gave these ancients countless boundless ancient images. A chance to speak up and leave a moving last word.

Although he already knew, those guys, these guys. All...fucking dead.

"Gentlemen and warriors, it's been a long road. On behalf of the life of this universe, I extend my greetings with the highest courtesy. Death has been in this universe and this era by me, brother abs? He Ming, also Alexander? Genghis Khan? Napoleon ?Hitler? The Second Second Disease is over!"

It's a messy new name again, it doesn't matter anyway, after just a translation of the universe, the word He Ming will be extremely complicated.

"Now please say your last words. It is true that no other life may know, but it will definitely be in my memory. The faint fragrance remains, and the moon is dim; at that time, the sunset was, and I saw the goddess coming out of the hotel. Decline, decline, decline .”

It's a pity that He Ming was moved by his artistic talent in exchange for a bunch of incomprehensible bastards:

"You don't know what you're doing!"

"Get out, don't try to wake up and gain the power behind eternal sin!"

"You will become the enemy of multiple parties, get out!"

"Get out!"

"... Enough, fuck! No quality."

He Ming shrugged his shoulders and counterattacked again. Obviously, these boundless ancients—no, it should be that this Linghai doesn't have its own high-intelligence consciousness at all.

Instead, it is all kinds of low-level and very chaotic, multi-consciousness.

The intelligence abilities of these consciousnesses are lower than those of the beast, so don't know to be able to have a slightly reliable conversation despite being able to talk and so on.

Compared with how to say "Hello", the other party can at least nod, "Get out." Then explain why.

But they were all gone, so He Ming didn't waste any more time. Although Linghai is so terrifying and boundless, he can't guarantee that there will be powerful idiots from Shanmeng entering the adventure.

This time, He Ming wiped the center of his eyebrows, and sneered, a boundless ultimate power came, once, twice, three times, only ten times, He Ming used his own force field to tear the most important thing into pieces. One-third of the power!

And all the goods in it, he can still keep them intact, without any damage.

It can be seen that his high manipulativeness also means that he has not exerted his full strength at all.

The little golden man was so happy that "this time he died without complaint or regret."

But not long after, He Ming immediately closed his eyes. It's too painful, how can this bastard be brought back? If God gives me a chance. I'd rather pick up a cow shit that fills the galaxy than face this bastard.

He Ming had a very sad premonition: driven by his own greed, he carried back the statuette, which was too big to fit into his personal space.

After all, no matter what, he couldn't eat alone here. There is an endless army of benevolent alliances outside. Except for some idiots who actually want to play virtual online games and won't come. A lot of good alliance powerful force. And of course a cosmic attention.

...

"It's over, it's over! Lancer Feidie Linghai is finished like this?"

At the same time, seeing such a crazy eruption of the spiritual sea, he suddenly calmed down as if all his strength had been exhausted. At a speed visible to the naked eye, it gradually loses countless mysterious powers that make powerful gods and demons fear.

Most of the audience from the scene to the entire universe were stunned, and a small part of them rushed to this spiritual sea and the vicinity of other spiritual seas like crazy.

The latter are the real smart ones. Because the two spiritual seas can't get close at all, you want to go in to pick up whales, great white sharks, shipwrecks after the Pacific Ocean on the earth dries up... Will you have fucking time?

At this moment, the universe is really stunned, but everyone knows that boundless and terrifying interests must be surging.

Linghai actually retained the information of the "River of Time" through one or two researches on Brother Abdominal's memory, although he couldn't confirm it and had no chance to continue to prove it.

But the harvest of Brother Abdominal shows that even if it is not the river of time, the river of time, the river of time. Some kind of river of matter that has passed and will never come... But the harvest also proves that in the depths of the spiritual sea, there must be an unimaginable "new world", or an endless ancient secret treasure, the wealth of those who have completely died in the multiverse.

Be aware of the thoroughly dead in high civilizations, especially those who voluntarily enter eternal death. There is no doubt that he chose his favorite and most important property.

And for a powerful force, all kinds of property are even more inconceivable.

These properties are generally not left to heirs, nor to descendants. One is that after one's own life is over, the descendants may have died long ago. The second is that there are too many descendants, and except for my own sons, daughters, and grandchildren, the other descendants basically have no feelings at all due to life reasons.

There are also various reasons, so in the developed civilizations of the multiverse, those who have died completely will generally keep their most important property, which is precious or very ordinary, and disappears as soon as they enter the spiritual sea, or they actually keep it.

Like how to find extremely old photo albums many times.

He looked at it and threw it away, not knowing that if he took it out and exchanged it for money, he could buy galaxies equal to the solar system or even the Milky Way!

...

This long-awaited result finally came, just like Dingling Linghai last time—no! Because the scale is too big, too huge!

At this moment, there is no intelligent life in this universe that can sit on a sofa or a chair and scream!

At the end of Lanser Feidie's spiritual sea cataclysm, countless strange rays of light, beams of light that retained the remaining power of the spiritual sea, shot furiously in all directions.

A relatively large beam of light hit a huge starship hard. After being resisted by the force field and then stabilized, countless spectators and gods were stunned.

Are you kidding me, the ancient barren beast stone statue?

I saw this stone statue, leaving only the upper body. The damaged head portrait, which was as big as a normal sun, had an indescribable smile on its upper body. Not evil but beyond evil. And it has the taste of sleeping in the spiritual sea for countless years.

The first time Da Neng saw it, he almost fainted—if he could faint!

This stone statue is already close to the supreme and holy, and it is the power of desire!

If the Buddha Kingdom can take advantage of it, then...can almost create powerful gods and demons on a regular basis!

The powerful gods and demons of the evil forces really want to unite immediately at this moment to launch a war against the Shanmeng—if there is no Brother Abdominal.

"Infinite knowledge?"

This is an insignificant beginning, and it is the turn of the wise god to scream.

Because in the beams of light, "infinite knowledge" is cast. An ancient object of knowledge preservation.

Once it can be used, it is the same as the status of the earth technology getting brother abs.

As soon as these beams of light came out, the whole world was in chaos, but many warlike beings found helplessly, hell, there is no benefit in turning them into combat power!

A powerful weapon of gods and demons did not appear?

Or a secret treasure with terrible power?

What's going on, this is not correct!

...

"Hahaha! Really, developed!"

He Ming plundered wildly, with unprecedented excitement, and gained so much that he couldn't let go of his personal space. He became a mobile warehouse of powerful gods and demons weapons, armors, secret treasures, collectibles... and ancient essences.

"Awesome!"

"Hahaha!"

It's really a "painful" laugh, because it's the first time that Brother Abs can't laugh wildly. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (m) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)